screw the bus!

You stand up and are about to get on the bus, but then you look at the pen in your hand. "Screw the bus!" you say. You sit back down and wave the bus driver off.

You write again: I legally own a 1958 red Chevy Corvette in perfect working condition and a full tank of gas. It is in the parking lot next door, and the keys are in my pocket.

You feel the keys materialize in your pocket. You look at the formerly empty parking lot next to you.

"Sweet!" you say. You get up and quickly walk to your new ride. You climb in. You write again: All of the cash in Kanye West and Kim Kardashian's bank accounts has legally been transferred to my bank account, and I am the only one who knows about it, and there is no record of it.

You pick up your phone and pull up your bank app. You smile as you see you now have a lot more money than you had this morning. Thanks to the witch's gift, you have a sweet new ride, a lot of money, and people will believe whatever you say. You smile and are giddy with your new power.